He came back with two beers, and sat right beside me. I could smell his cologne and was surprised to realize that it was turning me on. I was clearly ...anxious, sittting motionless, clueless of how to proceed. He sensed my reluctance, and told me not to worry. He moved closer, putting his hand on my shoulder and massaging it briefly.He started asking questions about my time in Hong Kong, getting my mind off the reason I was there. As I sipped the beer and answered his questions, I began to relax.. She handed me three samples.Women are funny about shoes, you know? They like to look and shop, and admire and try on, and look and shop some more. Up until that day I liked men shoppers better. They come in to buy. They try on one pair, maybe two, make their purchase and leave.I figured I was in for a half-hour of running back and forth to the stockroom, opening boxes, and all. What crap. If I had only known what lay ahead, I'm sure my attitude would have been better."And what size are you?" I. " And I didn't lie yesterday, Jen, I really told you the truth, I justchanged my mind." I said."Any guy would love you go out with you looking like that." For the hundredth time Debbie, I'm not gay, I'm not a woman trapped ina male body, I'm a hetrosexual, effeminate male, who loves everythingabout women, including women's fashions and hates virtually everythingabout men." Beryl's virtually a bloke," Trish says."She's not a bloke, she a woman."She has male mannerisms, Wendy says, who knows you. If you don't like it, you can always go back to doing the things you used to do, but you can't do them here," my uncle said.Mom looked right at me. I could tell she was concerned about me and how I would act. While driving down, I had a lot of time to think. I could try to be sent back to Michigan and hurt my mom, or I could do like my uncle said and make a fresh start."I will do what I have to to make this work," I said humbly. "I want to thank you for letting me live here and I want to.